Everything`s a Go

<br>(feat. Jay-Z)<br><br>[Just Blaze] Just Blaze!<br><br>[Chorus - Memphis Bleek]<br>Everything`s a go!<br>And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor All the wheels<br>And it`s real, everything`s a go!<br>New jeans, new cheese`s, new gat, gimme a reason<br>Everything`s a go! Squad in the club wit me<br>Tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me<br>Everything`s a go! Mami hit me on the jack<br>Told me meet her at the spot, and I`m bout to call her back, its a go!<br><br>[Verse 1 - Memphis Bleek]<br>Bleek come scoop you, try to seduce you<br>Half Black and Chinese, she gave me the fu-fu<br>A little bit of that, wan-tan soup<br>From the hood, got more chips then wan-tan oooooooh!<br>But matter fact, got more chesse than nacho<br>Not from rap, when I used to fuck wit Pancho<br>I`m in the class, all by myself<br>Now you haters wanna crowd my space<br>Hundred grand all in your face, motherfucker better fix ya face<br>For they butterfly-stich ya face<br>If ya bitch outta line, put the bitch in place<br>If the record sound +Just+ get the +Blaze+, nigga<br>Put in back, on the block for motherfuckers<br>The ROC get hot, let `em scream &quot;It`s the ROC, in ya area!&quot;<br>You better warn ya folks<br>They hate to see a real clique, but now<br><br>[Chorus w/ (Jay-Z ad-libs)]<br><br>[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]<br>Highest paid act, highest paid to rap<br>I advance myself, and pay myself back<br>Ha, man you gotta love that<br>When them pockets on &quot;E&quot; man you gotta hug that<br>Corner like you wanna proposal and lock that<br>Kill a nigga for the scrilla man I`m not above that<br><br>[Memphis Bleek]<br>Hooo! hold on Young, let me get it back<br>You got beef in these streets, Lord, let me get a gat<br>Booooy! you now tuned into the greatest<br>Can`t beat us, join us, can`t fade us, hate us<br>Nigga it`s nothin, my crew and half dozens<br>That`s cause we scramble, like we Vick`s half cousins<br>Booooy! and get ya mind right nigga<br>We gon` put you on the news, you want lime light nigga<br>Channel 2 or Channel 4, you know what 9 like nigga<br>Groupie men, we put on UPN<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 3 - Memphis Bleek]<br>One - thug in the club, two - models to go<br>Three - bottles of Arma`, four jars of dro<br>Five shots to draw, my six hits took off<br>Seven you make Heaven, or eight - everything`s a go!<br>Mami got that ice in ya drink<br>Long legs short skirt, what you mean - everything`s a go!<br>My thugs outdie of the club wit Timbs<br>Nine on ya waist, let`s roll we gettin in (Everything`s a go!)<br>Nigga I`m back for, I`m willin to clap boy<br>You holdin me back for - go!<br>I - spring into ac-tion, Brooklyn I`m back for<br>I`m bringin it back boys cause..<br><br>[Chorus]